Adriana Dukic Novels & Stories

Adria pulled back up and grinned as she bit her lips. "Time for the main dish." Adria mewled and sat back. She grabbed Sebestian's hard cock and lined it up against her already-prepared hole. She moaned as the head slowly slit in, and she sat down on Sebestian's cock completely in one go. Her chest heaved as she was feeling full again.

He was about to smile back when a shadow blocked his line of vision. Adriana stood in front of him with a smirk, adjusting her dress. "Mr. Huxley. What a pleasure to finally meet you. I'm Adriana Gale. You must have seen me in magazines." Her smile was flattering. She extended her hand. "Lovely to meet you."

I got ready and was soon on my way to the dungeons. As she had said, Adriana was already there and waiting for me. She stood firm by the entrance and had her dark shades on. Was I just noticing how exceptionally beautiful she was or had I been purposefully ignoring that fact. She was certainly my kind of woman. Always with her black clothing. I cannot say that I have seen her ever in any other color save for black. She was always in a leather jacket and leather pants. The jacket would usually be over a black polo that was tucked in with her thick boots that had little spikes. Her dressing was always similar to this and did I mention what she rode? A powerful sparkling motorbike. She was slim

“no problems, Serena and I will join you soon” “You didn’t ask me, why do you think I want to dance with you” “Do you want me to make a list?” Adrian said, causing Serena to stick her tongue out at him, Adrian smiled taking her hands in his, “Duchess Karenina would you like to dance with me”. “I would love Duke Alexander too” Serena giggled as they followed Stephen and his little sister to the dance floor, their dance went on for a while before Serena had to take Stephen’s little sister to the bathroom but what came after wasn’t pleasant at all.

At that moment… “War Legate Draco?” Adrian suddenly heard a voice calling out to him—a woman’s voice. Slightly surprised, Adrian turned around and saw a woman in a long dress standing not far from him. She was looking at him with a huge smile on her face. He was instantly able to recognize her as Sarah Walsh, the famous singer. Slightly surprised at this revelation, Adrian asked, “You know who I am?” “I’ll recognize you no matter what you become.” Sarah walked over and stopped right in front of Adrian. She had accepted the university’s invitation to put on a performance, which had just ended. After that, she searched high and low for Adrian and was happy when she finally located him.

She turned around to see Delcan was standing right behind her. No way! Did he see everything? She immediately covered herself but it was too late cause he had seen everything. Delcan was standing there staring at her wet naked body. "Fuck." He said He was here to give her some food but he never expected to see something this good. She looked beautiful! She didn't even see he as she walked to dry her wet body . The water drips looked like pearls dropping from her body. He was suddenly hard, he saw her full breasts and her beautiful pussy.

Jake was entirely right; if I actually meant what I said, then I shouldn’t let her tears bother me at all. I needed a distraction. Maybe doing something wild tonight would finally take my mind off this suffocating guilt. “I never thought I’d actually see you guys here tonight,” Adriana’s smooth voice sounded as she walked toward our VIP table. She was wearing a tightly fitted black bodycon dress with towering heels, her dark hair flowing elegantly down her neck. She was an undeniably sophisticated lady, and that precise elegance was exactly what had caught my attention about her in the beginning. “How are you doing, Morano?” she asked, a knowing smile playing on her lips. I knew she was stil

She lit a cigar and held it to his lips. "Francesco, long time no see." Francesco pushed it away. "Thanks, I don't need it." The woman drew on the cigar, tilting her head to appraise Adriana. "Who's the student?" Adriana smiled faintly. "Hello." Francesco sipped water and spoke evenly, "She doesn't like smoke. Go somewhere else." The woman stubbed out the cigar, but Adriana's attention had shifted to another woman. This woman looked to be in her forties, well-maintained, wearing a fitted sleeveless knit top. Her skin was pale as snow, her figure curvaceous.

“It doesn’t work that way, Adrian. You already know so much about me—my past, my weaknesses, my life. The least you can do is offer some kind of information back.” His mouth curved into a faint smirk, and he leaned in, bridging the gap between us. “Fine,” he said softly, his breath warm against my skin, sending a shiver down my spine. “I’m Adrian. I have enough power and resources to get you everything you want—freedom from Callum, security, protection.” His eyes darkened, a flash of heat in his gaze. “But that comes at a price.”

He was tall, blonde, looking at her with nothing but lust while staggering behind her like a lost puppy. I had never seen him here before, so he wouldn't know who any of us were or what we do. Bastard. Since when did Adriana dance? She had changed from her normal uniform into a mini sequin dress with high matching pumps. Her dress was quickly riding up with each step she took. If she didn't pull it down, it would expose her backside and middle. My jaw clenched with that realization. This girl was really testing my patience. Maybe it was why I was obsessed with her. She was the only person in this Godforsaken city, my city, that didn't give a fuck about what I had to say